<h4>Chapter 94: Old Trick from the Old Dog</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion <strong>Editor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion


    “S-sorry, I guess we will decide our own table,” apologized Lu with an awkward smile as she sent away the waitress.


    Zhaoyang with her inted cheeks followed Huo back to the dining crowd. On the way, she proposed as she pointed at any table that seemed easily overlooked, only to be gestured with a frigid “no, thank you” from Huo Yunting. They eventually stopped by a table right next to the ss window where literally everybody could see them dating from the road.


    Zhaoyang wanted to make it a quick meal as she ordered a single course when the waitress returned, she passed Huo a stressed nce when it was his turn to order. Her request was not seen, or rather, ignored, as Huo Yunting ordered everything from the appetizer to the dessert, even specified the type of butter he wanted for his bread.


    When the first course came, Huo dined as if he was at home, neglecting the fact that everybody was looking at his attractive profile. Whenever Lu gave a re of warning, he would smile, even make a wink, just to get the paparazzi jumping at their camera shing.


    Zhaoyang with an eyeroll, helplessly ttened her lips as she pulled a napkin to wipe them clean.


    “Regarding your observation report, can I give a low rating for the experience?”


    “Why, my girl? Are you not satisfied when I’m sitting right in front of you?” Said Huo Yunting, sniggered as he lifted his eyes and looked at her with his body inclined towards her.


    “Poor lighting!” Replied Lu as she tossed the crumpled napkin to the bin irritatingly. The intensive shes from the camera were giving her epilepsy.


    Huo Yunting sluggishly turned his head to the crowd outside. His brows raised. He smiled and waved at them, like a movie star on the red carpet.


    And that was when Zhaoyang’s ears were filled with shrieks from the fangirls, “He’s so HOT!!!”.


    “Kyaaaa!!!”


    Huo seemed to have enjoyed every bit of the cheap attention.


    And there his ultimate n revealed.


    With these many cameras, one of the photos must be already online right at the moment.


    I knew it! Huo Yunting! You and your cheap scheme!


    “Old trick from an old dog, is there a point in doing this?” She asked.


    “There’s something so messed up in your idiomatic expression that hindered my understanding,” muttered Huo as he wiped his lips.


    “...” She was too tired to have a debate. It would be more practical if she could speed through the courses so that she got home quick.


    It was not that hard to exin a meal between brother and sister.


    But the plot twist nearly threw her off as they exited the restaurant in her relief.


    “Brother Yunting!” The cry sent chills down her spine.


    No doubt, it was Mo Shan, with a shy smile as she walked out of the crowd.


    She was not meant to be here. She was shopping till she saw thetest post on social media, regarding the news of the president of Thunderbolt Corp. dining nearby with his sister. She ran all the way to the restaurant just to meet up with them.


    “Who’s that girl?” Muttered one of the fangirls, “She seems pretty close to my man.”


    “She dresses quite expensively. A princess maybe?”


    “Oh wow, if that’s the case, I ship it.”


    The discussion boiled in the crowd while Zhaoyang took a few steps away the couple, letting the girl take up the arm-around-the-shoulder privilege with Huo.


    “Aren’t we meant for each other? We just so happened to be at the same street!” Said Mo Shan with her expressive eyes.


    “You came for dinner?” Said Huo as he smoothened his sleeves.


    “Yeah, join me,” said Mo Shan as she exercised her privilege, wrapping her arm over his.


    She was rather salty over what happened.


    <i>Oh, so you kept telling me that you have no time to date me but this sister of yours?</i>


    “I already had mine. Well, I could still pay for your dinner. Just tell the waitress.” Huo dodged the offer with a peep at Zhaoyang behind the drama, “Let’s go, my secretary.”


    His “secretary” unwillingly followed, with a brief nod at Mo Shan.


    Mo Shan ground her teeth as she saw the two of them going away.


    Huo Yunting, this is way too much!


    And the real couple proceeded to the cinema, with Lu passing the tickets to Huo.


    He frowned upon a nce, “Are the tickets sold out for this movie?”


    “I don’t know. I ordered this online, didn’t visit the actual booth.”


    <i>The hell is wrong with you? I picked a good spot? The center seats at the center row, right at the center of the screen. What do you want?</i>